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letra de batta the sinner - cambatta

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[intro: cambatta]
nothing is real through the eyes of a sinner, through the mind of a tripper, and to the mind of the listener

[verse 1: cambatta]
i hear the rats and roaches screamin’
i’m staring at the mirror like “is that jehovah’s semen?”
i hope that i’m just dreaming, the lsd is peaking

i look death in his eyes
if he blink first let the heat work turn to bruce lee like i’m steve urk in that port-a-potty this is rebirth
if i squeeze first he in deep dirt you gon’ see him murk like a 40 dash on that green turf and he starworth

what’s it all worth? what the f-ck i’m doin’ on earth?
what the f-ck is love it all hurts? i make a church at a concert
gotta gimme shit this hard work
people pity party pistol pistol poppin’ poppin’ puffin’ puffin’ on purp

i’m f-cking so much that my b-lls hurt, she suck it so much that her jaw hurt
after i nut i don’t want her, i’m just your typical monster

i’m a bad influence to the average student cause they’d rather have them as a cattle unit then absorbing data from this rapping music when a battle brewing mac is clapping through it

this is trapping music this is crack-a-moving seen my momma struggle seen my daddy lose it it’s a bad illusion so i’m rapping through it like a pastor do it cause i had to do it

secret society, keeping their eye on me, but speaking so quietly. my deepest anxiety creepin’ inside of me how can i keep my sobriety?

[hook: cambatta]
h-llo money, h-llo pussy. marijuana. h-lla h-lla dummy h-llo everybody i say h-llo heaven. h-lla sunny. h-llo honey. she h-lla chunky like a tele-tubby lemme’ f-ck it

[verse 2: cambatta]
oh my f-cking god i love shrooms, every time i trip i run nude
my favorite martial art: that kung fu
i can stop your heart in one move like i’m sun tzu
foot go so far up your -ss now i only got one shoe
got that cocaine call it rick james on my funk groove
molly in me i’m like f-ck food

everybody ’round me drug use
from the jungle with a bundle in my bunghole i’m above you but i love you ’cause i was you

i am murals of the rubble
anything i wish you come true
gangsters be moving in silence so i got that blung blung with that muzzle

(hush hush when it bust you)

when it mumble you in trouble got a redbone with a bubble if you want yours you can come through i’m a f-ck you i don’t cut doe i’m a blunt dude double cup dude i’mma wobble like a rough cruise when i stumble

i’mma blunt pull ’til my lungs full and i’m choked out screamin i’m cool in the blood pool with a b-mp bruise i’mma share that shit all for myself though

got that rent at the first of the month due so i focus my mind like a monk do
there ain’t nothing i say that be untrue there ain’t nothing i do that i undo

[hook: cambatta] (x2)
h-llo money, h-llo pussy. marijuana. h-lla h-lla dummy h-llo everybody i say h-llo heaven. h-lla sunny. h-llo honey. she h-lla chunky like a tele-tubby lemme’ f-ck it

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